[ Korol is lying in the corner, his back to the room. He's very clearly huffing over being back on the ship instead of playing on Selena. Even the piece of steak Sturmhond has left for him is being ignored. But when Koroleva appears, he picks up her scent and turns, nudging his head against hers.

Sturmhond would roll his eyes at this, if he wasn't too busy staring at Alina's arms. ]

War games? [ Dubiously. ] Is that why you also brought an arsenal? I can't believe you carried all this alone. You should have said something. I could have asked a skellie to help you.